Thank you - Poetry

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To whoever that's crossed paths with me, 
Has been good to me or my enemy,
Has taken me to places and helped me get out of my mess or put me into one,
Has held on to me when it was direful or left me all alone,
Has made me grin everytime or left me crying on my own,
Has been constantly telling me I'm inevitably strong or has looked down on me and let me down,
Has been by my side my whole life or even for a single moment,
Has stood up for me and said things for me or said things even behind my back,
If we've ever crossed paths, thank you for being a part of me, thank you for helping me grow
~Sasa

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